Helping people without expectation is something I learnt this year. Never too late, eh? I never used to expect much but would always smile when a thank you was offered. You know, just someone saying thank you or feeling the gratitude that you have extended yourself to help them? Yes, I kind of expected a thank you or at the very least, have the feeling that the person I helped feels thankful just by their smile. Until the people I helped stabbed me in the back. I found it so hard to accept that the people whom I had helped and had only good intentions for would have the heart to make ill of me. I suppose there are all sorts to make the world interesting. It hurt but I learnt real quick with the support of a few honest people.
So now I don’t even expect a thank you. Strangers ask for help on a frequent basis and wherever I can, I will help. Apart from the media who requests for interviews or University students who use this blog as case studies or my homeschooling journey experience, what brings me the most joy is being able to help individuals who are suffering and struggling. Genuine ones.
I am currently thinking of one such woman who resides in Brunei who reached out to me with her struggles.
‘Dear CS, if you are reading, this is for you.
Until today, we have yet to meet but I think of you frequently and pray for you and your children, including your third angel. I pray for your continued peace and happiness and I pray that everything is falling into place for you since 2012 when the stars aligned us to start a conversation online. You have made me so happy by trusting me with photos of your children and again I have joy in my heart when I see the progress you have made since 2012 till earlier this year. You go girl!!! If it is any consolation at this late stage, I wanted to share with you what I found out after my Mother passed away…….
She had accidentally gotten pregnant with me at the innocent age of 16 whilst in secondary school in Taiping. By the time it was SPM year, she realised she was pregnant. Being a sporty girl, not having her period was not uncommon so she had no idea she was pregnant till much later. But as soon as she found out she was pregnant, it was almost too late to do anything. However, when her Mother found out she was pregnant, she hit the roof and ordered her to go for an abortion, with me in her tummy at 7 months before asking her to leave the home. Being a senior nurse, my grandmother knew full well that if you went for an abortion (illegal then and still is, but probably much safer now), the risk of the mother dying was very high. This was not a C-section to remove the baby professionally. This was a backyard clothes hanger kind of abortion.
My Mom begged her father to allow her to keep her baby and so she was sent to Kuching (because my Grandfather was stationed there) to hide away from school and the shame of my stressed out grandmother. And then when my Grandmother had to visit Kuching, they posted my Mom to a convent in Singapore secretly instead to have the baby, and this is why I was born in Singapore.
After having the baby, again my Mom had to fight to keep me. When Grandma found out that Mom had had the baby, she gave the baby away to a Malay family who named me Lily. After 6 months, Mom begged and begged her father to get me back so I don’t know what stunts they pulled and fought to get me back after which Mom said they put a charm on the baby because the baby cried non-stop for a long time before settling…..
But due to the rage from my grandmother that Mom had done so wrong in having an illegitimate child, she punished Mom by locking me up in a room all day in a play pen and made Mom do all the housework and laundry for 11 people and she was only allowed to see me to feed me. The baby cried all day, of course…..till Mom could no longer take it anymore and ran away from home with me. She shared a little room with 2 other girlfriends and found a job at King’s Agency as a Secretary that paid her RM100 per month and best of all, allowed her to bring her toddler to work. By the time I was 2+, she decided that it was too difficult being a single mother as most times she had to starve herself just so she could feed me. Soon after, she met a man and married him…….
This wasn’t the end of her struggles but at least I turned out the way I did. So have faith that your three angels will be just fine. I am waiting to meet you, CS, to give you that big long hug. To always believe that there is light at the end of the tunnel even when you cannot even see a glimpse of it. It is a beautiful life indeed so we must all strive to see it and enjoy it the best we can. And if we can help another without expectation, the blessings we receive back are insurmountable. Trust me, I’ve been there. And God will know if your intentions are from the depths of your heart or with an agenda before showering you with these blessings.
As my Mom would say, “Allhamdullilah!”
Her last words on her last breathe were “Allahu Akhbar……”
Now that I am slowly in the process of purging out the toxins from my body, gosh, this would take years…..I am finally conscious and aware of all the money saving tricks the commercial industry plays on us ignorant souls. I cannot afford to be ignorant anymore. There is a reason why you pay more for organic (if you have indeed verified that it is) and there is a reason why you should not dry clean your clothes or use fluoride toothpaste. I’ve learnt so much, SO MUCH, just by having this wake up call to take charge of my own body. Eat, go ahead and eat all you want……..till it hits you.
If you do not value your life, then yes, go ahead and continue using your paraben shampoo and cosmetics. Continue using laundry softeners to make your towels soft and sweet smelling. Drink your water without a water filter. Use lots of disinfectants to clean and sanitize. Eat more canned food and carbohydrates from the hawkers, take more pills for your pain. Processed foods is a sure killer. If you want to die faster, please continue to use all of the above that injects at least a few pounds of toxins into your body every year. They accumulate slowly by surely and then bang!! You have kidney disease. Or liver malfunction. Or worse cancer.
Dry cleaning for one has lots of chemicals that are really bad for you. When you wear your clothes or inhale them, it penetrates through your skin. You feel nothing but it is happening. So do your due diligence. Just like your drinking water, do you have any idea where the water comes from? If you do not have a body that will prevent cleaning contamination, you should seriously think about drinking your water or at least take serious steps to ensure the water that enters your body is clean. These are all serious issues but only a small fraction of the population here takes any notice. I’m here to tell you, please take care of your health.
I have reached a stage of my life without a strong mother figure now where I want to just be. There is no more persons to answer to, live up to, thus the time has come for me to really just be. I have no interest in new friends, exploring new things unless I so desire at any point in time and right now, I just want to live for myself. I will help myself first and foremost. Everyone else is secondary.
I know who my friends are. They are the same friends who have followed me through thick and thin through the years and despite not being in touch regularly, I know they are there for me when it really matters. The thing is, I am quite self sufficient. I have these friends because I truly love them and want them in my life, because they are such fantastic people, but not because I need them. I love them. And they love me.
All these fly by night friendships that people make and go through highs of euphoria and then dips of despair, those are not true friendships. They’re just time passers. I’ve had many of those too just as a consequence but have never taken anything at face value. And thankfully too, because it is only people who truly love you sincerely, who would be the ones who have no malice, no ego nor pride, no insecurities, no jealousy nor envy with you. And believe me, that is a hard thing for many women!
If they’re not envious of you for A, it will be B. If it isn’t B, it will be C. Sometimes egos get so hurt that they turn the tables around in defence then quietly lick their wounds. Sigh. I wish I could help them but I do not want to anymore. I need to spend my energy taking care of my own family instead of traipsing around town lunching like a tai-tai with too much time wiling it away. Why do people do that? I’m not one to judge but perhaps they live in emptiness or there isn’t a purpose. Because shit, life itself is so darn busy already. There is no time to waste at all.
So of late, I have been rather productive. On top of work and caring for my two girls without a freaking maid (let’s leave that story for another day, shall we?), I have been expanding my various little businesses. I have also begun decluttering the home since we have been unsuccessful in securing a penthouse and it is just too costly to move into a house. Probably best we save the cash for holidays instead, create more memories, and put aside a chunk for my medical expenses. My commitment to the Children of Myanmar stays, but of course.
Heart surgery will cost RM150,000 at IJN. Unfortunately, it is something that cannot be done non-invasively, so they would have to stop the heart and saw open the rib cage to change the aorta. Having it done in Singapore will probably cost double? I am hopeful though that my lifestyle change and the consumption of miracle food will reverse this condition.
The kids have been growing really fast and looking forward to the new school year. Me not so much, LOL!! Why? Because I just hate school runs. I have enjoyed them being home despite the fights and noise and the million times they drive me up the wall. It has all been worth it and if I had my way, I would still keep them home. But T1 wants to go back to school. She thrives on the competition and misses her friends. So we will pay through our backsides to keep her happy. T2 has been told she has no choice but to go to school, LOL!! She is so not ready not knowing a word of Bahasa nor Mandarin and never having done Math or Science so we shan’t be expecting any A grades from her!! But who cares? We are going to push her into the deep end anyway, LOL!! Sink or swim, little lady!! The Hubs has been my rock. He has worked hard to provide and I keep urging him to give up his job to work from home instead but so far he is unwilling. We could have so much fun together if he worked from home, or maybe we would kill each other, LOL!!
So that pretty much sums up what we’ve been up to at Chez Mamapumpkin. We visit Nana’s grave every weekend. The tombstone is currently under construction. We have all dreamt of her, some several times even; and we are going through the motions with the legalities that come with death. Come to think of it, even my MIL’s matters have not been finalised yet! We have to go through the Singapore court!! *major faint*
The people who know me, know me. Those who don’t, don’t. At the end of the day, life is so simple. We do our best for our own families. From cooking healthy, clean meals to cleaning spotlessly. From reading to enrich our internal souls to reading to bond with the children, pique their psyche. From household management and finances to the little things that bring joy. It is so simple. Why complicate things?
In less than 60 days which I am sure will just whiz pass, 2014 will end. Tis’ a bittersweet year for us as we had the best of the best and the worse of the worst.
1. Girls got to experience Homeschooling and got a year off school to muck about and truly, they have learnt so much more than they ever would have at school.
2. We had the best holiday ever in Europe, spoilt with fabulous weather and glorious food, wonderful company and too much love. It was perfect.
1. Both my Mother-in-Law and Mother passed away within 7 weeks of each other which left us busy from one funeral to another. What more, handling death certificates with banks and lawyers is just not fun. I’m still at it!!!!!!!
2. I was diagnosed with heart disease. It has been the most terrifying shock to my system but I’ve accepted it now.
We are gearing up to return to school and I say that with great trepidation as I just do not look forward to school runs. Not at all. I know not what I will be doing with my life as such. There were plans to start new projects but someone behind me keeps pulling the ropes as though I was their horse! I could just be a Mom, the Stay At Home Mom, which I was for a whole 5 years before T2 came along. But what would I do when they are at school? Oh well, we’ll figure it out eventually. I’m sure there’s tons to do. I just have to stay focused and keep my eye on the hole. We have had an amazing life thus far. Things can only get better as our Moms now look down upon us, enveloping us with their abundance of love.
The girls miss Zermatt already…….we stayed at the best resort at Zermatt owned by a lovely Swiss couple called Coeur des Alpes. It was perfect in every way. There is just nothing that we had to complain about. We booked the Fireplace Suite and spent an entire 7 nights there. It was perfect. Oh, did I say that already?
The resort had two swimming pools, yes TWO!!! One indoors and one outdoors and the girls swam in both!!! Several times over. The entire resort was just beautiful with views of the Matterhorn and we have decided to return soon for it’s magic.
The suite came with its own coffee machine and big TV with fireplace and a living room with 2 single beds for the kids, a lovely bath tub and a separate water closet. We slept with views of the Matterhorn. It just couldn’t get any better.
Breakfast was fabulously Swiss and perfect as well!!! They served cereals and muesli, eggs, fruit and pastries, nuts and cheese with meat and I cannot remember what else. The fresh orange juice was perfect using an Alessi juicer. Bread was to die for. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. And we could also sit outdoors to have breakfast with the Matterhorn.
Just can’t wait till we go back again. It is like our home away from home now……..Zermatt.
Is Ebola in Malaysia? Who the hell knows. Apparently not but I never trust the local news so I am taking my own precautions. The reason I don’t trust the local news is because I know of several instances where not only very important issues go unreported but truth is slanted for political benefit. In fact, journalists from the media have told me themselves what it is like and how they have to just follow their Editor’s orders. It all boils down to the ruling party………..
Anyway, I have had a less than perfect year this year thus far but am still a survivor at large thanks to the introduction of Izumio Hydrogen Water and Lutein Caretenoids into my life. I seriously would be much worse off if it wasn’t for these 2 products that I have been consuming on a regular basis. I have not gotten sick at all this year. Every time I am about to, I up the dose of the Izumio Hydrogen water and voila, I am fine again.
I have had to deal with the stress of mean people bullying for 5 months, the death of 2 mothers in the last 2 months, a diagnosis of heart disease (this only means more money going out), having 2 kids at home full time and no maid since early March. I have organised 2 funerals and made post funeral arrangements for tomb stone designs and a pavilion for my MIL at the temple. All this takes time. I have had to deal with Syariah lawyers to organise the release of my Mom’s funds and property. My brothers and I are potentially faced with a 6 figure debt in which my stepfathers want no part of. So is this stressful? If I wasn’t as strong as my own mother, yes, I would be ill by now. Some people might even be suicidal. Mentally, I have no issues but physically, with this level of stress, in normal circumstances, I would definitely be ill. But now, I owe it to the Izumio Hydrogen water to keep me going.
As an aside, if you have been following this blog, my beloved Mother passed away finally after a long battle with cancer almost 2 weeks ago. I will write about that later.
So now with Ebola in Malaysia, despite my heart disease, heck, I want to protect myself as much as possible as I have 2 young children!! And I want to be able to spend as much time with them as possible right up to the time they have their own children!!
Here is the link for more information on Ebola if you are interested.
One of the things that will help your immunity is to drink Izumio Hydrogen water. I swear by it. I have seen with my own eyes how it has cured severe eczema and a friend was cured of shingles, and it is also supposed to be able to cure gangrene from diabetes and cure breast cancer. It has given me a new lease of energetic life. When one gets Ebola, the most critical thing that the hospital first does is to hydrate the body in abundance and if your body is weak, well, chances are you won’t have much of a chance. But with the Izumio Hydrogen water consumed regularly, it will convert all free radicals within my body to be as healthy as it can be so in the bad luck event that I have a chance in contracting the dreaded virus, at least I stand a chance in fighting it. I’d much rather be the 50% that survives than the 50% that dies.
Have you ever thought about Ebola in Malaysia? The world is so borderless today that these are very real issues that we now face.
We have had trouble sourcing for the best mosquito repellents in Malaysia and have had very little luck so much so that I’ve just accepted it to be the way of life in Malaysia until now. Thankfully, Bugslock Malaysia contacted us to to test out their Bugslock Mosquito Repellant Band last week and usually, I turn down such offers because I am just way busy but I thought this was a worthy item to investigate and my girls said yes!
They were thrilled to receive their Bugslock Mosquito Repellant Band in their favourite colours in the post last week and wanted to test them out straight away. Such eager beavers, my girls……
We decided to test drive the Bugslock Mosquito Repellant Band at my Mom’s place because that area is infested with mosquitoes due to the nearby construction happening. If the Bugslock Mosquito Repellant Band can keep them safe there, they can keep them safe anywhere, including the Teluk Intan Jungle Cemetery that we go to, deep, deep inside the jungle with hungry, deprived mosquitoes.
They went cycling excitedly without fear…..
So far so good after half an hour………
They then proceeded to the resident playground where I received 7 mosquitoes glued to my shin ALL AT ONCE!!! I should have taken a photo but I freaked out and started hitting them frantically. Smacked quite a few as they were probably hungry and quite slow. I immediately paid attention to the girls to check how they were doing mozzie-wise and true enough……
T2 has ONE bite. One miserable bite whilst I had like 20!!! And her bite happened to be on the back of the hand that did not wear the Bugslock Mozzie Band. In this case, I would say that the Bugslock Mosquito Repellant Band works in very bad mosquito conditions but you need to wear one band each on each limb. I will definitely buy more bands so they have 4 bands each and then I will know they are guaranteed to be safe from mosquitoes.
T1 had no mozzie bites at all but maybe because she was moving more than T2.
So in that entire hour outdoors in Mozzie Death Valley, we only received about 20 mozzie bites on Mommy (because I did not have a Bugslock Mozzie Band!!!) and one bite on T2, who wore her Bugslock Mozzie Band on the hand which did not get bitten.
Would I recommend the product? Absolutely. Just make sure you wear 4 x Bugslock Mosquito Repellant Band, one on each wrist and one on each ankle. And I can almost be sure that you will not get bitten. Unless they are good enough to get to your forehead!!!
Be mindful though, that there are many imitation Bugslocks in the market. Although the imitation Bugslock price is cheaper, it is ineffective and may even be harmful to your kids because it may contain chemicals. Authentic Bugslock have certification by the Korea Environment & Merchandise Testing Institute to prove that they are harmless and Bugslock is also registered under the US Environmental Protection Agency.
Apparently, there are many sellers selling fake (made in China) Bugslocks through the internet and even on very well known deal sites with low price. However, if you want the real deal, then go only to the ORIGINAL BUGSLOCK WEBSITE to own your first 4 Bugslock Mosquito Repellant Band today!
Yes, it is true. Uncle Ben is moving to Chiangmai. What does this mean? This means he will be taking along with him the classic electric guitar with him but of course! I’m not sure which he loves more, his guitar or his wife? Kidding!!! He already has a house in Chiangmai and we have warned him that future visits to Chiangmai by us will be AT HIS HOUSE. We don’t mind sleeping on the floor as long as we have a blanket and pillows. Now I cannot wait to visit Chiangmai again…..
For the longest time, I’ve lived my life for others because life has been so good for me that I always felt undeserving, so I pass it on instead, every blessing that I can, because there are so many others out there who need help, and I have almost always been in a capacity to help. I am truly blessed. I may not have billions like Ananda Krishnan but I have more than enough in every way. Our lifestyle is moderate (I realise this is all relative) and even though the Hubs earns more, our lifestyle does not change. We have a benchmark and it will remain as that for the next 20 years. It is already a very comfortable benchmark.
And then I got my wake up call……..
Last week I spent 3 full days in hospital. The previous year I was in for a week with a cancer scare and it was the scariest time of my life!!! THAT didn’t wake me up though and although I was truly scared and did not tell a single soul short of one, I pulled through that incident. Last week though, was even scarier!!! I was crying my eyeballs out!!! For a week!!!
I was diagnosed with Aortic Valve Regurgitation. WTF is that? I didn’t have a freaking clue but all I know is that there was something wrong with my freaking heart. Not very comforting, I can tell you!!! It is a type of heart disease and what it means is I have to wake up and consider my life seriously because I will probably live less long of a life than someone without heart disease. BUT I can live a richer life in that shorter time. How’s that?
I cried to Heaven and back because I have two young children who are closer to me than my own heart itself. My children are no fools and they saw that I was affected, and they cried with me. We prayed and we prayed and we asked God for another chance. I got rid of all the demons in my life, peppered them with a dose of true love and wished them my best farewell……
I reassessed my life true and through and decided to cut out facebook, the very bane of productive time in the very first place. I shall re-focus on what is important. My wake up call is real this time. And I am truly thankful for it. The Universe and God has given me another chance and I am going to grab it by it’s horns and charge forth.
Hello new life! Bye-Bye old life……
So what is Aortic Valve Regurgitation?
From what I understand, it is the leaking of blood back into your heart when your heart pumps good oxygenated blood into your body. Most people have the more common Mitral Valve Regurgitation but I just HAVE to have the opposite. When I told my Doctor friends, they looked at me with genuine concern. Emotionally, it couldn’t have happened at a worse time but hey, I have bounced back!!! THAT QUICK!!! Damn, I love my positive spirit.
So with all heart conditions, it’s kind of hit or miss. But heck, you never know when you’re going to go anyway, right? Look at my Mom!!! She has survived FOURTEEN YEARS of that fucking evil cancer!!! Based on genetic composition of strength of steel, I reckon I’m real good. When God wants me to go, I will readily go. Fearless. Why? Because we are now prepared after this wake up call. My wake up call. We have discussed it, assessed it, gotten prepared for it. Yes, I am indeed efficient. Waste no more time in such things after learning from my MIL’s sudden death. I am happy with how the Hubs will manage the girls if I were to go suddenly. They were my number one priority. And although they may lose a mother, I know that they will be well taken care off thus am prepared to go in peace. Thank you God, for this chance of living longer. Every breathe that I take each morning now will be greeted with absolute gratitude. Such a refreshing lease on life that I am blessed with.
Strangely, I have not shared this with my friends prior to this but I shared it with someone neutral who then told all the people who were not my friends, but that’s inconsequential. They then went back to ask my friends who didn’t have a clue what they were on about and then of course, I got back worried questions about my painful bleeding heart. All I can say is, if you can laugh about my condition, you can laugh about anything! So yeah, this was my wake up call………..
Yes, that’s right. 20 days ago, my mother-in-law passed away suddenly. It was a shock to the Hubs and I and the shock was so surreal that we couldn’t cry as we couldn’t really believe it. And still when we took that first flight home to Kelantan, rushed to her home from the airport with a taxi since my Father-in-Law was already busy making funeral arrangements, then rushed upstairs to see her body lying on her bed, still we couldn’t cry. It wasn’t real. She was just sleeping. We were asked to kiss her goodbye one last time as it was the only chance we got to touch her before they embalmed her and put her into her coffin. It was the first time I’d ever seen nor touched a dead body and in normal circumstances I would have been terrified but not that day. My heart missed her terribly already.
Fast forward a lot of prayers, the nightly guarding of the altar and visits to the temple and cremation, we are finally home in KL for a breather. We even managed a quick steal to Perhentian for a getaway from it all. Life is so precious indeed. I need not even mention it but those of you who are still angry, who are still pissed off with someone or other? Get over it. Waste not a second more in experiencing a beautiful life ahead of you and treasure with your utmost passion, your loved ones.
Those of you who are Muslim, please, I ask of you to pray for my Mother. Her name is Elena Gabriel Binti Abdullah. If you have a father or husband or brother, who prays at the mosque, can you please ask them to ask the Imam to pray for her too.
If you are NOT Muslim, please, can I also ask you to pray for her? Her pre-convert name is Elaine Maria Gabriel. I don’t care about names and religion. To me, she is the same amazing person and deserves all the prayers in the world to fight this disease and evil. So if you go to Church, please I beg you, please ask the Priest to pray for her too. Get a pen and write her name down now. I thank you humbly.
Just last week, she asked for a big fat straw. Odd request? I knew that she’d been on a liquid diet for the last year drinking only milk so why did she want a big straw versus a small normal straw? To drink faster?
So I asked.
Apparently, her mouth is filled with the cancer growth left, right and back and her mouth senses are literally screwed so whenever she puts her medicine into her mouth, she has no idea where it goes and has no control over it. With a big straw, she is able to suck the pills one by one straight into the back of her throat after which she can just gulp down with a sip of water. Her mouth feels knives slitting every part of her mouth. It is only a matter of time when the cancer blocks her entire throat and she won’t be able to swallow anything and would then have to be tube fed.
Being on fluids alone for a year plus has made her look like a famine victim in Ethiopia. She wears her baggy clothes all the time but I can see how she is literally all skin and bones. Not kidding.
Bless her strength. I do not think I will have the will to suffer like this in her position, not even for my 2 girls. I don’t know. I think. But you never know. My Mother is the strongest person I have ever known personally. Do you know anyone stronger? Come show me.
I have asked my dearly departed Mother-in-Law to please care for my Mother from above and keep her well for as long as possible. She truly deserves another chance at life.
So! I’ve started a new Facebook group on duh, Facebook, that has been growing quite nicely called the Homeschooling Hub Malaysia. It is for the benefit of the parenting community which shares our Homeschooling activities and ideas and going ons about town. Come join us if you’d like to know what we get up to. It’s not just for Homeschoolers per se as all children to me are entitled to lots of fun. And that is exactly what we practise at Home in our learning exercises.
Come join us at Homeschooling Hub Malaysia. We’d love for you to participate in our discussions.
See you soon!
For the last few years, I’ve had to search for plus size women wear – WTF. In the past I could get stuff only from M&S and Ms Read but soon after, Dorothy Perkins and Wallis and Warehouse came along (yay!) and Zara started bringing bigger sizes as well; but still to dress from 5 stores only? BCBG and DVF do sometimes bring in XL sizes so thank God for that too. Now there is www.junonia.com. Well, let’s hope I won’t be needing plus size women wear forever!
Forest Fun Park in Zermatt is an Adventure Camp that we discovered in Zermatt, a really fun activity for T1. Earlier, we were advised by a friend to go here when we came but we were initially due in Zermatt in March for the skiing though as luck would have it, the Hubs couldn’t get his leave approved so we had to postpone the entire fucking holiday and I was so pissed, not to mention all my organisation work down the drain for a winter holiday. After that disappointing saga, we re-scheduled the holiday and even thought of giving up Europe altogether and going to the States instead for a road trip but the Hub’s sis said it was way too hot in the US, so we decided to re-plan for Europe. It was difficult as we were crossing various temperature and had to pack for cold and hot in exactly May/June/July – we were there for 34 days.
Forest Fun Park cost about CHF16 per entry for kids (that’s about RM65) and each circuit lasts about an hour. T1 did it twice and of course, crashed like a log that evening. It is opened from 10am to 7pm in the summer months but please check their website or facebook page before relying on my information. This is info when WE were there this year.
I liked that the guy manning the forest fun park was a hunky Swiss – YUM!!! And I would have gone with T1 just for him but T2 couldn’t go and she requested for me to stay back at the resort with her so the Hubs took T1 instead.
The Swiss are big on safety and precision, what do you expect, after all they are watch makers of the world!!!
T1 got belted up real good and my comfort level with them including the maintenance for the equipment were comforting, unlike those locally. Heh.
The kids obstacle course was about tree height only at highest level and about 6 feet off the ground for lower level stuff.
It was a big circuit that ran through buildings, in between trees and over/beside the river (yikes!).
This holding onto the building wall walk must’ve been tough!!! Even adults can do the Forest Fun Park in Zermatt but of course, there is an entirely new circuit for the adults that is wayyyyyy higher and wayyyyy longer and wayyyy spookier!!!! I can just imagine Dolly Parton doing this wall walk. She’d need some very strong arms as my A-Level Physics Lessons have taught me.
The air was fresh and the wind was just nice, not too cold, not too hot. Perfect.
There was an awesome Flying Foz at the Forest Fun Park that ran from the top where the hut was and flew right down to the ground. I think T1 fell on her bum-bum. Ouch. But it’s so bouncy that it wouldn’t have mattered.
She was very brave according to the Hubs, enough to do the circuit twice just to do it a little faster. After all, the first time is a tad scary as you familiarise yourself with the course.
It was just beautiful doing this amidst the Matterhorn view and the hills everywhere with skiiers going up in their cable cars. If you ever go to Zermatt, you must check this Forest Fun Park out. It is really fun!!!
A musical performed by the Homeschoolers. Get your tickets NOW!!!
I think of the last 7 months that the kids have been rehearsing. I think of the parents who have had to drive them for rehearsals. I think of the daily performances they have to act out from 9 Aug-22 Aug and again the parents who are committed to allowing their children to participate and experience the whole shebang of stage production, and I must, must MUST support them!!!
My girl turns 5 today and the first thing she asked when she woke up was, “Is it really my birthday today? Am I 5 years old now? How come my feet aren’t really big yet?”
Damn, I think she’s eyeing them Chanel heels.
I just got home from a meeting and was shocked to find the kids still awake at 10pm. Asked the Hubs what was going on and he said he didn’t want to have a battle that’d only end in tears to sleep. I ignored them and went straight to the bathroom, stripped and sat down for a pee.
T2 walks in and watches me. Then she says, “Mama….?? Why is it when you take off all your clothes, your boob-boobs falls down so low from here to here?” With hand actions and all, she asked innocently…..
Stunned, I replied,“Cuz you freaking sucked the living daylights out of me!!! That’s why!!!”
Realising my tone of voice, she quickly made a getaway out of the washroom. Sagging tits indeed.
The night before her birthday, n bed with T2…….
Mommy, is it really my birthday tomorrow? Are you sure? Are you really, really sure???? And I’m really going to be five years old?? I can’t WAIT to be five years old. Mommy, are you sure it’s my birthday tomorrow? Like when I wake up and I will be five already?? I want to be a big girl!! I can’t wait. Are you really, really sure?? It’s my birthday tomorrow, right?
Will you please just go to sleep!!!
The Hubs was moaning that he felt like the maid these last 4 days as he had to do EVERYTHING for his 3 girls. Even to hydrate us, he had to go get us water or none of us will drink anything. We are THAT lazy. Yadayadayada……
I told T2 when the Hubs left the bedroom to get water, “I think we better start helping Daddy out, T2. He sounds fed up and may just quit and run away. Then we will have no more Daddy.”
T2 goes, “Aiya….we just go and buy a new Daddy la!!”
Shock! Horror! I asked her, what if we don’t get a Daddy as nice as this Daddy?!!!! Shit. I could certainly NOT do with another Daddy and nor do I WANT another Daddy. This is the Daddy I married and he is our BEST DADDY!!!
She said, “Don’t worry. Then we just buy and buy and buy till we get a good one.”
I can assure you the Hubs was not amused that he was so easily replaceable yet he could not stay angry at any of his girls. It’s a case of damned if you do, damned if you don’t.
I must tell my guitar crazed brother about the lowest price on guitar equipment since he is mad about being the next Led Zeppelin or ACDC lead guitarist. Hahaha. He dreams but I am behind him all the way. For it always starts with a dream, doesn’t it? If you are interested in guitar deals, look no further and you will find it when you least expect it. Kind of searching for that special someone!
OMG!!!!!!!!!!! For 10 years I have had 2 girls and have always resisted Barbie but now that T2 is turning 5 in a week, she is asking for everything BARBIE!!!! I kid you not. The heave in my heart is heavy, my eyeballs are bulging, my mouth opened in shock and my brain spinning a million why’s…………….Barbie in Malaysia, yo! Barbie in Kebaya?
She has not asked for Barbie at all but since she is having a little party (her first ever birthday party, mind you), she has been asked about 10 times now what she would like for her birthday and she has responded with ANYTHING SMALL AND PINK, or ANYTHING BARBIE. So I said, what if you get a dozen Barbie dolls????????????
She said, “NOOOOOoooooooo………I don’t want Barbie dolls!!! I want anything BARBIE!!!! Like the Barbie House, or the Barbie laptop, Barbie car, Barbie Lego…….not Barbie dolls!!!”
Anyway, my treat to her this year is that she will get to meet Barbie in Malaysia. Yes, the REAL BARBIE. Didn’t you know? Barbie is coming to Malaysia soon in August. She’s going to be at Mid Valley or One Utama on different days (details later). But can you imagine T2 meeting THE real Barbie???
LOLOLOLOLOL!!!! She’d be THRILLED!!!!
And my eyeballs are rolling over at 5000 kmph. Are you sure you’re my daughter, my darling T2??? Because I love you so much, I will succumb to your love for Barbie.
It’s just a phase. It’s just a phase. It’s just a phase……
Barbie in Malaysia. I asked T2, what about your baby dolls??? Don’t you like your baby dolls? They are so cute and so precious!
“No, Mama. I’m a big girl now. I’m 5 years old and big girls play with Barbie not baby dolls. I don’t like the baby doll’s eyebrows anymore……..”